poeticbloodbath

You look for an escape but there's nowhere to hide. You need to get away from this feeling inside. The madness around you has penetrated your soul. You cry out.  You long for your times of old. You need something to end this misery. You see the blade. You need to bleed. You hold it in your hand. Just one single blow can end it all now. You decide to go. You feel the sharp slice accross your vein. You see the blood but you don't feel pain. You find the happiness that you once loved, but you can never grasp it once you've been CUT